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On 16 July 1909, Joseph Davies
aged 44 went off to work as usual to the Goldfields Consolidated Mine,
Diamond Hill, Bendigo where he worked as a driller. There he greeted his
workmates 21-year old Jack Allan and a man named Daniel D'Arcy. Together
they descended the 783 feet to the bottom of the mine to a shaft 13 feet 4
inches in length preparing explosives designed to blast away the rock to
deepen the shaft. They worked quietly and well in the established routine,
drilling two holes and packing them with nitro-glycerine explosive before
adding the fuses. When their task was completed, the men ascended the
ladder to the safety above, Davies first being the eldest of the trio,
followed by D'Arcy. Allan was last to go up as his task was to light the
fuses before he left. It was shortly before 3:00 pm. Davies and D'Arcy
reached the safety of the plat 52 feet above the charges, but suddenly Allan
slipped from the ladder as his head cleared the plat. He fell the 52 feet,
landing right on top of the charges, breaking his right ankle and losing
consciousness. James Halliday, the shift boss, saw Allan fall and exclaimed
“Jack has gone down the shaft!” Davies cried “I'm after him!” and without a
moments hesitation descended the ladder at speed to where Allan lay to
rescue his fallen mate. Having drilled the holes, Davies knew the direction
in which the rock would fall, but it was still a calculated gamble. Not
knowing whether Allan was dead or alive he grabbed him by the feet dragging
his body away to the safest place and lay over his injured comrade,
shielding him from the impending explosions. Davies cringed as the first
charge went off, raining pieces of rock and dirt over the two helpless men.
He did not move, waiting for the second deafening roar that would again
batter them with shattered rock. Closer this time, the rocks and dust
cascaded over them as the second charge ignited with a thunderous crack.
Other workers on the 52 feet plat who had seen Davies re-descend were sure
both had perished. One called into the darkness, “Anyone still alive down
there?” It was pitch black at the bottom of the shaft, the light of the
candle that Davies was carrying having been extinguished by his swift
descent. In a faint voice, Davies called back “Yes, but bring a light”. A
cheer went up and the bucket was despatched to bring them both back to the
surface, Allan being taken first. Davies elected to climb the ladders as he
was not injured in any way. Jack Allan was taken to the Bendigo Hospital
where he recovered from his broken right ankle and was later able to rejoin
his wife and four young children. Edna Davies Bell Allan was born in 1910
at Bendigo, the year after the rescue. Six more children were born to the
Allans, four of whom survived. In a poignant letter of thanks, Jack Allan's
wife wrote:
Forest Street
July 26th, 09.
To.
Mr Joe Davies.
Dear Sir,
I wish
to thank you
on behalf of my children and
self
for the noble part you took in
saving
my husband from certain death.
If it wasn't for your brave
deed
we would not have had him
with us today, and words
cannot
express the kind thoughts we
all
have towards you, and hope you
will enjoy the best of health
for
a great number of years. Once
more
thank you on our behalf.
I remain,
Yours truly,
Florrie Allan.
For his selfless act of
bravery, Joe Davies was awarded the Royal Humane Society's Clarke Gold Medal
for 1909. Other awards bestowed include the Department of Mines Certificate
in recognition of bravery and presence of mind; the King Edward Medal for
Bravery in Mines; a gold watch and chain from his workmates at the
Goldfields Consolidated Mine; a gold medal in the shape of Tasmania, with a
ruby marking the mine in Tasmania from where it was sent; a leather-bound
testimonial; and a sum of cash from subscriptions and donations from
citizens and businesses in the Bendigo area. The Bendigo Historical Society
holds some of the above awards and a collection of memorabilia as well as
many congratulatory letters from people in all walks of life. The rescue was
covered for several weeks in the newspapers of the day and Davies was
recognised and congratulated wherever he went. He was not used to such
attention, and seems to have always modestly protested that he had only done
what any man should do for his mate. Nevertheless, his uncalculated act of
bravery should never be forgotten. Born near Maldon, Victoria on 16
September 1865, the son of Richard Davies (d 1893) and Mary née
Jones (d 1897) he died of chronic bronchitis and cardiac failure on 16
November 1919 and was buried in Methodist Section “B” Grave 109 of the
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